Looking for America

I was looking for America but I couldn’t find it
I was rolling on the interstate in search of freedom
When some dickhead waves a dixie flag
Advertising ignorance
Throws a sieg heil up in anger toward me
Oh what a horrible sight, so full of hatred

So I’m looking for America but I can’t find her
Somehow they’re pulling for the losing team of 1865
They shout “lady liberty, you gotta shut the ports down
And built that wall” (around a fascist White House)
The melting pot, oh, she’s caught fire

So now the shadows of three flicker from behind the flames
The president, a cop, and a bank executive
While one divides your country, the next supplies the chokehold
The other holds a cigar wrapped in bailout benjamins

So I’m looking for America and I think I’ve found hope
I see her in the faces of a peaceful protest
They say “injustice anywhere is injustice everywhere
All lives can’t matter until Black Lives Matter”
Keep the voices loud through November